He looked over to her then, a look of confusion in his emerald eyes. Madoka always offered him food when he was troubled, too, and somehow, it served to comfort him. He still didn't understand why. Maybe it was the simple act of kindness, but that sort of thing was usually lost on him at the best of times.

He could allow himself to accept this simple comfort, though, and eventually, he nodded. "I will." He paused before saying more, a reminder flitting through his mind. "Thank you."